Chapter 374 Ghost in the Shelter

  London Underground is the oldest subway system in the world, and it continues to evolve with the development of the city.

  Because of the scarcity of people or other reasons, some stations are abandoned after being used for a period of time. These abandoned stations are called hidden stations.

  During World War II, some hidden stations were once used as air-raid shelters, and some of the unused underground passages were also used as collections of various treasures of the British Museum to avoid damage from the bombing.

  Winston Churchill also used to work in one of the subway stations. Some subway stations even have relics from the Second World War. They were once used as interrogation rooms.

  After the end of the war, these hidden stations remained unstoppable, and some even became homes for the homeless.

  Each city has its own urban legend. There is a rumor in the London Underground Wanderers that there is a ghost who often haunts these abandoned subway tunnels.

  Some people even saw the mummy running on the railroad tracks at the museum station. It is said that the mummy was off work and went out for a walk at night. A newspaper offered a reward for anyone who dared to sleep at the museum station for a night to get a good pay. As a result, no one dared to take the order.

   Most people think that flying should belong to the sky, but if the tunnel is spacious enough, it is suitable for flying.

Slytherin’s lounge is underground, and Gryffindor’s lounge is in the tower. While the Aurors were looking for Nightcallers from all over the sky, Marcus Flint and his accomplices rode broomsticks underground. Flying, a Death Eater turned into black smoke followed behind them.

Marcus stopped on a platform until it was determined that there would be no chasing soldiers. The underground pipe network extending in all directions can often hear the sound of the subway roaring by. Although it is an abandoned platform, there are still lights. The Death Eaters fell to the ground after the night members got off their broomsticks.

   "Who are you!" Marcus asked after looking up and down the Death Eater in the evening gown.

  Marcus is obviously not doing very well after graduation. He and his accomplices dress like street hooligans.

  "This is the source of your funds, robbery?"

   "Where do you get better? It's not a robbery fairy." Marcus's associate, a young man with long hair and a denim jacket, looked at the Death Eaters rebelliously.

   "No one wants you to comment." The Death Eater said slowly, "If you don't know how to shut up, I will teach you how to do it."

   "You failed, and you hurt us." Marcus stared at the stranger with deadly eyes.

  "Stay away from us, loser." The young man in a denim jacket said, "We don't want to deal with you."

   "You are not Slytherin." The Death Eater looked at him and said.

"Who still takes academy seriously now." The cowboy said with a sneer. "Although the Dark Lord is crazy, he does something well. What's the use of branching besides creating disputes? No other European schools have this tradition. "

  "Where did those thunderbirds come from?"

  As if the Death Eaters asked a ridiculous question, all three members of Huanye laughed.

  "Are you working for the justice messengers now?" Marcus said coldly, "Don't think you helped me, I will thank you."

   "You arranged this, right? We let us go deliberately to obtain information." The young cowboy said with disgust.

  The Death Eater walked to the front of the cowboy youth "What's your name?"

  "You can call me Boniao."

"Very cute nickname." The Death Eater punched the cowboy youth in the face. Just as the black-clothed youth who had not spoken pulled out his wand, an invisible air ball hit him and he flew out. Far away, in the end only Marcus with a long sword in his hand confronted the Death Eaters.

"My time is precious." The Death Eater tidied up his messy suit and said coldly. "Many people say that Draco Malfoy looks very handsome, the type that girls like, and you want to be as annoying as him. Is anyone paying attention? Marcus."

   "Don't compare me with that little white face." Marcus growled in a low voice like some kind of beast.

  "Although most people think you are not smart, there is one thing you said right. It was Draco Malfoy who caused Slytherin to lose the game. Do you want to be like him and keep Slytherin from losing?"

   "Who are you?" Marcus looked at the Death Eaters weirdly.

   "Who is your head?" The Death Eater asked instead, "The Auror has been investigating for so long without any results. Are you smarter or the Auror stupid."

   "We act separately, without a leader." Marcus Flint said with disgust, "Muggles everywhere."

"If you are not Slytherin College, the Ministry of Magic will think you used a vinegar-to-liquor magic in front of Muggles, but you are Slytherin, and you have such a serious tendency to violence, they must think you used it. Black magic, the Ministry of Magic is now taking the lead in destroying the Muggle secrecy laws, and they are still taking possession of the pure-blood family. Don’t give them excuses, Marcus, I’ve had enough trouble."

  Marcus did not answer.

  "Your parents still don't know what you are doing outside, right?" The Death Eater smiled and said, "Because you didn't take the family money to do social work."

   "I'm so grateful that Malfoy gave each of us a new broomstick, but he is really an idiot." Marcus Flint shook his head "I guess he has been confused."

   "The children of the rich think that money can solve all problems."

   "What on earth do you want to say, sir?" Marcus asked.

"Obviously you are not as smart as you think, Marcus Flint. In addition to electricity, money is also the driving force for Muggles to survive. Electricity can be regenerated, but gold can't. This robbery, Muggles and wizards will unite to hunt down. Yours, except for using magic in front of Muggles a few times, your case is clean, don’t ruin your life."

  "Have you investigated me?" Marcus asked.

"Do you think it was accidental that Oliver Wood appeared on the scene? They betrayed you as a shield." The Death Eater kicked the young cowboy lying on the ground. "Choosing the wrong friend is fatal, I think you should have heard of it. The story of Sirius Black and the Potters."

   "I'm fed up with the kind of life where I have to attend a hearing when I use magic!" Marcus yelled angrily, "I don't want to hide anymore!"

"It's a pity that you are not a child of the Weasley family. They can fly through the city in a flying car without worrying about being punished." The Death Eater said slowly "and Sirius Black, who also drove With his flying motorcycle swagger, as long as he is loyal to the White Wizard, he will be favored. Even the Quidditch competition and the Academy Cup will always win Gryffindor later."

   "Fortunately he is dead." Marcus said angrily.

   "Yes, he died." The Death Eater said slowly, "Do you remember how he died?"

   "Severus Snape, my dean." Marcus smiled and said, "You are..."

"He is dead. Everyone knows that he doesn't have the skills of the Dark Lord to be able to resurrect." The Death Eater interrupted Marcus. "I feel depressed for too long and I feel like wanting to explode. Today there is a'smart People' told me that the strong want to control their own desires, do you think he is right? Marcus?"

  Marcus chuckled.

"I can understand you, Marcus, you have the power to use, but instead of doing this kind of trouble-making destruction, why not use it to earn yourself some good? We are worshiped like heroes. We are Slytherin, we come from the quagmire, but we are eager to get rid of it. To achieve this goal, we need power and strength. Staying in the night will destroy you. How about changing your way of life?

   "What should I call you?" Marcus asked with his sword arrogantly raised in his hands.

   "You can call me sir." The Death Eater said that his lips barely moved, making his voice hiss.

   "I will think about it." Marcus smiled triumphantly and said, "I knew there would be a lot of people coming to solicit me after today's performance."

  "What are your conditions?"

   "I said, I will think about it." As he said, Marcus rode on the broomstick.

  "How should I contact you in the future?" The Death Eater asked the moment Marcus was in the air.

   "If I want to see you, I will leave a message at this subway station." Marcus looked down at the two people lying on the ground. "They are yours, sir."

  After finishing Marcus, he drove the broom away quickly.

   "I like this kid." The Death Eater said happily, looking at Marcus's back, and then he looked at the two people lying on the ground, as if looking at two pieces of meat waiting to be cooked.

  (End of this chapter)